I had a poetic thought

I had a poetic thought and I need to ramble and refine it, so this post isn't exactly necessary haha but if you'd like to read it I'm sure it will get funny eventually haha so here's the original thought. I wasn't even trying to be poetic, it just happened! Sounds like something out of Breakfast Club or something...

And today, I smell the green grass and think of you, and summertime, and love without limits.

Good, right?! And here's my rambling. Feel free to disregard all of it haha or read on. Whatever.

So I'm spending the Sunday afternoon in my bed, complete with netflix, mini reeses cups, and pinterest overload. I get tired with pinterest and start facebook stalking some people. Natch. I watch Parenthood and The Office and I organize my Pinterest boards. I mean, I'm killing brain cells here, Marcy. But I really just needed an afternoon to not have to do homework or babysit or design something for my mom or make an effort to go on a date that I have no desire to go on. Dates should not be so exhausting and useless. In my opinion.
I light the green grass scented candle that Steve bought me on our third or fourth anniversary, I can't remember. It was just when the weather was warming up, it was the perfect candle. You know how sometimes I song or a phrase can trigger a memory? This smell makes me think of downtown Salt Lake, lunch dates at Wendys before work, Indie Rock concerts in Orem, cars with no working air conditioning, and no time restrictions on our relationship. The end was not in sight, and even if it were, I don't think that it would have mattered because we would have had a good summer anyways.
And now its winter and Steve is gone (to Texas of course, the perpetual summer) and my candle is almost completely burned up.
Bummer.
Amongst my facebook stalking, I stumbled across good ol' Spencer. You know, I think I might actually be upset about how that one turned out. Whatever happened to just being friends, just hanging out, just enjoying one another's company? Does everything have to have a romantic intention? Why can't I just have a guy friend to play video games with and take pictures with film cameras? Why can't we go on an adventure and start a line of photos called Silver Shades and spend our Saturday mornings drinking coffee shop hot chocolate and sifting through vinyl?
Perhaps I shouldn't get angry, he has been in love with me for a long time. Maybe being friends would be "too hard." But it's still a major bummer. We could have gone somewhere with Silver Shades.
Thank goodness you'll be here this summer for the smell of green grass. For a second there, I was almost left with a burnt out candle.

ooooh it's OOZING with cheese! But I like it!!